The Badger City Gang [Bride Train 7] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) by Reece Butler Page B

eyes glowed hotter than the burn that had seared his throat when he tossed back the potent drink. The older men had howled with laughter when he choked. No one was laughing now.
    The rumble of Zach and Rusty’s voices warned him before one of them threw open back the door and they stomped in. Kate gasped and clutched at him. He happily leaned over to “protect” her from his brother and cousin. Water dripped from their trimmed hair, shaved chins, and bare chests. He figured she realized who they were when she relaxed. Instead of moving away, he snuck his hand back under the quilt. Her eyes opened wide when he found her breast. Rather than complaining, she arched her back to encourage him. Damn, she felt good!
    “Dang it, Gideon, did you wake Kate up? Poor woman’s tired,” groused Zach.
    “From you keeping her awake at night?”
    Kate’s blush answered his question without Zach having to open his mouth.
    “Sounds like you ’n’ me have some catching up to do,” whispered Gideon. Kate gulped. Her nipple pressed harder against his palm. “Rusty, get Kate’s things so she can dress. Zach, put on the kettle. But take your boots off first. I don’t want the floor getting dirty.”
    “Who died and put you in charge?” Zach jammed his fists on his hips and glared. He looked so much like Pa that Gideon had to blink to clear his vision. Rusty “accidentally” elbowed Zach hard in the gut as he bent over to pull off his boots. Zach punched him back.
    “Do those two never stop?” Kate asked, watching Rusty and Zach tussle.
    “Wait until you see all three of us going at it in the yard.”
    “What do you fight about?”
    “Everything, anything, and nothing,” said Gideon. “We’re brothers.” He gave her a friendly wink and rolled his palm over her nipple. It felt even better than he imagined. He gave a quick check over his shoulder to make sure the others weren’t looking and pushed the quilt down just far enough to bare one breast.
    He bent over and tasted her with his whole mouth. She was sweet, her skin so soft. His tongue curled around her nipple as he held her breast. He gave that nipple the attention it deserved, sucking and nibbling while Kate cooed encouragement. His cock throbbed, and he heard a faint squeak in his brain, as if his heart pounded so hard the blood couldn’t go fast enough through his veins.
    “The boy’s been busy,” called Rusty, loud enough to make sure Gideon could hear.
    “Takes after his big brother,” replied Zach. “Cousin’s too slow to get the job done.”
    Gideon reluctantly released Kate’s nipple with one last kiss. He pulled up the quilt and tucked it around her.
    “You rest. I’ll bring something to eat,” he said.
    “We can have a picnic in bed,” suggested Rusty eagerly.
    “Not with my clean sheets, you don’t.” Gideon turned back to Kate after making sure Rusty knew he was serious. “I don’t want crumbs in our bed tonight.”
    “ Our bed?” she asked, eyebrows high.
    “Just you and me tonight,” he said. “Unless you want to sleep alone?”
    “May I?”
    After all that he’d done to make her squirm, she didn’t want him? Gideon heaved a sigh from the bottom of his lungs. He pulled back his hand and sat up to give her room.
    “Yep, you can have the bed all to yourself if you want. The lady makes the rules.” He gave her a hopeful look. “But you’re allowed to change your mind.”
    “Hey, I’m sharing Kate’s bed tonight,” complained Zach. “I’m the one who took my life in my hands to rob the Bride Train!”
    Gideon ignored his big brother. He’d found his strength and a sense of purpose during those five long months moving cattle north. Zach still thought of him as a kid sometimes, but he was a man. Kate would be finding that out pretty darn soon if he had his druthers. He heaved himself to his feet. He knew she was naked under that quilt, but unless she decided to show herself to him, he’d not lift an inch of it. He turned